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Played by
KalypsoQueen
Mon 16th Mar 2026 09:25

Fragment VI: Boots in the Rigging

by Songbird

Songbird watched the kobold spar with the large wooden barrel on deck, his small rapier jabbing repeatedly into different places. He wasn’t sure if Pluck was successfully sparring, but it almost looked like a fluid dance to him.
When it looked like Pluck had stopped for a breather, Songbird padded forward hesitantly.
“Master Pluck?”
“Wings!” the kobold greeted. “Come to marvel at my martial prowess? You could learn something watching a master at work.”
“I don’t think I could ever be as good as you,” Songbird said quietly, taking a seat on the wooden planks, crossing his legs beneath him. After a beat more of hesitation, he added, “Can I ask you something?”
Pluck blinked. “You mean like that?” His teeth were gritted together in a twisted smile as he fought poorly to keep his laughter contained.
Songbird flushed and looked away, embarrassed.
“I–y-yes.”
“Well you came to the right place,” the kobold snickered to himself and slid down the floor as well. “ I got all kinds of answers!”
“How much–” Songbird trailed off. He swallowed, then started again, “How much does Master LaVulpa owe you?”
The kobold made a show of counting on his claws. One..two..three-
“The shirt off his back,” he said suddenly.
Songbird’s brow furrowed. Confused, he asked, “How much is that?”
Pluck furrowed back. “One. One shirt. Keep up with me, Wings.”
“So if I gave you a shirt, then Master LaVulpa wouldn’t owe you anymore?” Songbird asked with a tilt of his head.
Pluck waved a clawed finger, “Nah nah nah nah. It’s gotta be his shirt.”
The fey frowned. Pluck was being difficult on purpose. Taking a deep breath, he replied, “So if I get a shirt for Master LaVulpa, then give it to you, it would be good?”
He mulled it over for a moment before shaking his head. “Nah, that’s no fun. It’s gotta be his shirt so it goes with his boots.” He pointed over to a small backpack that contained the few knicknacks the kobold owned, a human sized pair of boots stuck out of the top.
Songbird eyed the boots curiously.
“I–why,” he paused, then started again, “Why would you want his boots?”
“Want them? I didn’t steal them because I want them.” Pluck said, feigning offense.
“Steal?” Songbird jerked back in alarm, almost hitting his head on the mast he was leaning on. “Won’t he get mad?”
“Well I’d hope so! That’s the point of a prank!”
Pluck stood up and looked around, then looked straight up and grinned.
“Okay okay, I’ll call it even with the Fleabag if you go hang his boots up there.” he said as he pointed to the mast, proud of himself.
Songbird looked up to where Pluck was pointing. If he moved the boots, did that count as him also stealing? A slight tremble ran through him. But Pluck didn’t seem concerned. Pluck seemed eager if anything.
“In the rigging?” he asked, “Why do you want the boots there?”
“Yeah yeah yeah, waaaaay up there. And it ain’t about what I want. It’s about what he don’t want!” Pluck scurried over to his pack and stuck his head inside, leaving his tail swishing about. The boots flew out after a few balls of twine, ball bearings, and spiky caltrops went everywhere.
Mop mopped by, mopping.
Finally, the kobold came out with his beaten up lute, which he quickly tuned and then strummed an even chord.
“It’s like this!” said Pluck. He did not have eyebrows, but wagged them up and down anyway.
Songbird hummed instinctively, matching Pluck’s chord in perfect harmony.
“Like music?” he asked.
“Nah, like THIS!” And he ran his claws over the strings in a discordant squeal while gritting his teeth.
The fey winced at the sound. Noting the kobold’s gleeful eyes, he ventured, “It’s out of tune?”
“Now you’re getting it!” Pluck hopped up and down, strumming random notes. Someone threw a tomato at him from across the deck, but it went wide. Mop mopped.
“What if there weren’t stuffy things like earholes and picky audiences to tell you what was out of tune?” asked the kobold, ready to explode.
Songbird took a moment to actually think about what Pluck was saying, despite him practically buzzing with energy in front of him.
Finally, he answered quietly, “Then…I could play…anything?”
“Anything! Freedom! No rules! Pure chaos! Boots in the rigging!” Pluck collapsed on the ground, spinning in circles as he strummed in glee.
Staring at the kobold in bewilderment, it slowly dawned on Songbird. Pluck was having…fun. The genuine happiness from him filled Songbird with a light feeling that he couldn’t explain.
“Okay,” he said, the word accompanied by a pleasant hum.
“Fleabag might be mad, but that’s only because everyone thinks boots only go on feet! We gotta show him that they can go anywhere, and then it’s fun!” said Pluck, sitting up wheezing, but he took a deep breath and stated matter-of-factly. “And that’s how pranks work.”
Songbird pressed down the brief panicked feeling that rose through him at the thought of someone being mad. Pluck was confident. It would be fine.
He leaned down, scooping up the boots with gentle fingers. Wings unfurling behind him, they shimmered in the afternoon sun. Songbird flew up to the spot in the rigging above that Pluck had pointed to, carefully hanging the boots before returning to the ground.
“PLUCK,” came a voice from below deck. “WHERE ARE MY BOOTS?!”
“WINGS DID IT!”

Songbird's Journal Ordered oldest to newest

  1. Fragment I - Still
    14 Jan 2026 09:05:47
  2. Fragment II - Uncounted
    14 Jan 2026 09:13:24
  3. Fragment III - Anchored
    04 Mar 2026 02:30:44
  4. Fragment IV: Identity
    15 Mar 2026 02:03:19
  5. Fragment V: Good Intentions
    15 Mar 2026 02:08:26
  6. Fragment VI: Boots in the Rigging
    16 Mar 2026 09:25:30

The major events and journals in Songbird's history, from the beginning to today.

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01:27 am - 02.06.2026

Episode 10: The Wondermaker

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Episode 9: Fairy Tales and Dragon Scales

05:19 am - 18.05.2026

Episode 9: Fairy Tales and Dragon Scales

12:00 am - 18.05.2026

Dread Space pt 2

05:05 am - 27.04.2026

Dread Space pt 2

11:33 pm - 26.04.2026

Episode 7: Dread Space

02:11 pm - 14.04.2026

Episode 7: Dread Space

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Episode 6: The Rock and Hard Places

12:20 pm - 23.03.2026

Episode 6: The Rock and Hard Places

12:20 pm - 23.03.2026

Fragment VI: Boots in the Rigging

Songbird watched the kobold spar with the large wooden barrel on deck, his small rapier jabbing repeatedly into different places. He wasn’t sure if Pluck was successfully sparring, but it almost looked like a fluid dance to him. When it looked like Pl...

09:26 pm - 16.03.2026

Fragment V: Good Intentions

Fragment V: Good Intentions The crew's quarters felt stifling despite being empty. Maybe because it was below deck, away from the open air. Or maybe because it housed crewmates that he did not know well. Songbird took a steadying breath and entere...

02:09 am - 15.03.2026

Fragment IV: Identity

Songbird’s feet shuffled with uncertainty, wings fluttering anxiously behind him. He was standing outside of the captain’s quarters, staring at the wooden door. Unfortunately for the fey, the door held no answers for him. If he wanted to do this, h...

02:05 am - 15.03.2026

Episode 5: Shopping Bral-room Blitz

03:58 am - 09.03.2026

Episode 5: Shopping Bral-room Blitz

11:19 pm - 08.03.2026

Fragment III - Anchored

[i]“Sing for me, my little songbird.”[/i] Many things can rot passion. It does not always die loudly. Sometimes it simply bends, reshaped by expectation, until what once felt like flight becomes performance. When he was enslaved, he found ...

02:35 am - 04.03.2026

Episode 4: Song of Silk and Ice

04:40 am - 23.02.2026

Episode 4: Song of Silk and Ice

11:40 pm - 22.02.2026

Episode 3: Can Can Cant

04:26 am - 02.02.2026

Episode 3: Can Can Cant

12:18 am - 02.02.2026

Songbird - The Beginning - by Nick

02:11 am - 19.01.2026

Fragment II - Uncounted

“Now that we’re free ‘n clear, don’t wanna seem greedy, lads. Here’s the cut of our score - fifty silver.” Songbird stared at the currency that sat in Fynn’s outstretched hand before hesitantly reaching forward. His long, slender finger...

09:14 pm - 14.01.2026

Fragment I - Still

Songbird trembled. He was told to stop. And he did, truly, he did. But Armitage had hoisted him over his shoulder and carried him onto the ship. A soft, dismayed hum began deep in his chest. Faerûn fell away before his eyes as the ship deck l...

09:12 pm - 14.01.2026

Fragment I - Still

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09:12 pm - 14.01.2026

The Journal Entry’s title

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04:31 am - 12.01.2026

Episode 2: Of Whales and Want

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Played by
KalypsoQueen